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Driving down the avenue

Just trying to find the mood

What kind of prey is going home with me tonight?

I don’t care if you can see

How the story’s about to be?

You know my name but not my face

They call me reaper

I'm harvesting at night

I'm a deceiver breaking down your light

Everyone is about to see

My face eventually

No one escapes my grip when time is running out

I don’t care if you can see

How the story’s about to be?

You know my name but not my face

They call me reaper

I'm harvesting at night

I'm a deceiver breaking down your light

I'll take my time

To hunt you down

The fear I see

Is fuel to me

They call me reaper

I'm harvesting at night

I'm a deceiver breaking down your light

You call me reaper

Because I own the night

I'll take your freedom

Away from the light

You call me reaper!